She shoved against him, but the knife dropped from her wrist and hit the ground with a rather loud clatter. She didn't seem particularly strained, even managed to let out a laugh as she jerked backward, tugging his weight in the opposite direction by a hand hooked into his shirt.

"No way to treat your new room mate, is it? I was expecting manners. You should be pleading for your soul, and your little bitch, too." She let out a grunt, tugging free a hand to go for his throat. "You're going to watch each other beg. After everything you've done, you deserve it."